8/24/05*

I don’t know what to do. I feel trapt. I hate haveing no power over things. If she’d only let me help her. I don’t want her to kill herself. I’d miss her to much..and and…Who would I have walk around the halls with and point and laugh at people..with?

*6:54 p.m*  I suppose I should let everyone know what’s going on. A friend that I have been talking about in earlier entrys had just totaly blew me off guard. I read her blog diary thing, and she had a poem about dieing and death Which is pretty common for her, I didn’t worry to much untill I read below the poem and read her thoughts, how she was saying she didn’t want to live anymore, and how she had tried to commit suicide already. And, all of this. And it just..hurt. I love her to death. I don’t want her to die. I just, I dunno. I was so worried and scared. I don’t like the idea of death. Why can’t we just not and say we did? She’s a wonderful person, if you take the time to get to know her. She might seem really rude and harsh on the outside, but she’s the sweetest person. And she really cares, too much sometimes, about the people around her and who she hurts. I just really wish she would understand that there are people that love and care for her and that she’s not alone in the world. I’m here and I’d be more then happy to help her. If she’d only let me..